Bottles of you

Two happy faces, too happy faces
in a crowd
Going places, throwing traces
bitter stout

Where do we move from here,
what do we leave
Isn’t there any end to
the web we weave

Baby, I’m drunk on you, now
Have me drink you tonight
Much as I lose myself in you
I’ll put up no fight

Where do they distill you
Get me there fast
I want to buy the last
And all bottles of you

Another sun, another day begun
clear and blue
Nothing done, no reason to run
from you

Why should we move from here,
where would we go
Let there please be no end to
the way we make the winds blow

Repeat bridge

Repeat chorus


Repeat chorus 3x